#the-chrome-trooper

[starveiins]

@the-chrome-trooper​

despite the fact that they were definitely on opposite sides of the fight and arguably, neither of them could stand each other, they were on the same team. light or dark, resistance or first order, it didn’t matter. what mattered was that some of the few people that she truly cared about were sick and orion was determined to do her job. to finish the mission. and find whatever the hell was supposed to cure them. 

“can i get a hand over here?” 

[atrophosis-blog]

an odd note: verya’s relationship to the first order is more odd than one might expect. she has never been anything but loyal, excellent at taking orders and executing them at top efficiency, but she isn’t exactly the type to be friendly about the whole thing. her loyalty is more to the other knights than the order itself. it’s hard to say whether that’s just her personality in general or if she specifically keeps herself distant from most of the troopers as a matter of principle.

she still knows phasma, though. if through height and presence more than anything. few people manage to come off quite as severe without saying a word.

"captain,” she greets her, polite as ever. “it’s always good to see you well.”

[effiewolfe-blog]

favorite people on naboo?

Phasma, Kylo, and Lenore...and that pilot guy is pretty cool too I guess.

[effiewolfe-blog]

@the-chrome-trooper​

“Well of course I will…” Phasma chuckled, raising her command staff “It’s easily a given when it comes to my years of training and being tough is a namebadge that I wear well…” she said as she shoved the command staff right into the throat one of Snoke’s guards who’d caught them snooping, knocking him to the ground with ease, before retracting and setting the weapon under her arm, the man spluttering as blood ran thickly from his throat before going still. “Though, It’s never fun when the other doesn’t get a chance to fight you back” she mused, turning to Effie with a wild excited look in her eyes. “Now we have a body to get rid of”

Effie jumped in surprise when Phasma knocked the guard to the ground violently, and for a quick moment she hoped that the guard had not been the one she’d met. But no, this one was differently armored, and seemed to be a man as soon as his helmet was knocked off. She turned away at the graphic sight, but raised her eyebrows, impressed by the Captain’s quick reflexes. “Oh kriff, you’re right...uh, man, what should we do? Take him to the lake or something? Throw his body in the water? I don’t think it’s too far away...”